A Mortal’s Journey to Immortality: Wang Yu’s Rebirth as the Reincarnation Dao Ancestor - Chapter 109

Chapter 108 Trouble

Dozens of ten-thousand-year-old spiritual herbs.

Enough to fill a small portion of the Spirit Misty Garden.

This was only because a large number of spiritual herbs had been eaten by the corpse demon transformed from the giant rock frog, leaving only seventy or eighty plants; otherwise, the number would have been much greater.

Of course, the medicinal power and value of these herbs were far inferior to the ultra-high-quality ten-thousand-year-old spiritual herbs in the true Spirit Misty Garden.

The difference was quite significant.

“Damn beast, even in death it can still wreak havoc here using its innate instincts…”

Han Li cursed under his breath.

He carefully counted the root traces left on the ground and roughly estimated the original number of spiritual herbs here. There

should have been around one hundred and twenty in total.

Unfortunately,

more than forty had been destroyed by the corpse demon of the giant rock frog.

Having plundered the herbs and taken the inheritance, Han Li didn’t forget to scatter a large number of Yin-attribute spiritual herb seeds.

Perhaps ten thousand years later, this place would be another vibrant place?

Before leaving, he dug out and took away pieces of transparent crystal emitting a faint glow from the mountain wall.

These crystals, though not rare materials, are the core material for refining a high-grade magical artifact called the “Radiant Pearl.”

The Radiant Pearl, without magical power, emits a faint glow, similar to the green markers on emergency exits. When activated by magical or spiritual power, it shines even brighter, like a light bulb. It would

be quite suitable for decorating the cave dwelling later,

preventing it from being a dark and gloomy place deep inside.

Returning to the top of the abyss,

he arrived at the exit of the stone hall.

Passing through the previously dug passage,

Han Li summoned Xiao Liu, preparing to leave. But then, he thought of Xin Ruyin and the Iceberg Snow Lotus.

Immediately, he stopped.

Looking back at the mountaintop basin submerged in snow and covered in ice, he thought,

“No, no, the spiritual energy here is incredibly rich. There must be a spiritual vein underground. Spiritual veins are usually where spiritual herbs and medicines grow. Leaving aside the deep abyss where yin energy gathers, this place should also have various cold-attribute spiritual herbs growing.” “

Moreover, according to the forbidden area map, this great snow mountain is indeed marked as a source of cold-attribute spiritual herbs.”

So, where are the herbs?

Being covered by snow year-round, even submerged by falling snow from the sky, might freeze the herbs, but it might not completely crush them into dust.

Thinking this, Han Li immediately returned and resumed his excavation.

This time, he didn’t dig around the walls of the stone hall, but along the surface of the basin.

He wanted to re-excavate the original outline of the mountaintop basin.

Initially, he found nothing.

But he remained patient, firmly believing in his judgment.

And the result was exactly as he expected.

Just as his sword pierced another block of ice, unearthing a large chunk, Han Li’s eyes lit up.

“Ice Jade Flower.”

“Indeed, indeed…”

Beneath the ice, there truly was life.

Ahead, about ten feet deep in the ice, a vibrant, frozen spiritual herb was vividly preserved.

This was an Ice Jade Flower, a cold-attribute spiritual herb.

This Ice Jade Flower was like a specimen, perfectly preserved within the ice, not crushed into dust.

Upon examining it, his face lit up with joy:

“This spiritual flower must be at least three thousand years old…”

Unfortunately, after the basin was buried by snow and ice, it froze within the ice and never grew again.

The roots in the soil had rotted, but the main stem of the spiritual herb remained completely undamaged.

It had been perfectly preserved by the ice.

With one, naturally, a second followed.

In the following days, Han Li unearthed a total of thirty-seven spiritual herbs of four different types.

All were perfectly preserved,

some several hundred years old.

Some of the herbs were thousands of years old.

The harvest was considerable.

Before leaving, he isolated the basin from the ice layer above using ice pillars, effectively isolating a large area. Then, he planted a large number of seeds of icy-attribute spiritual herbs on the basin ground. Some he had prepared beforehand, and some he had collected while exploring forbidden areas.

Similarly,

countless years later, who knows which lucky person will find this place and discover its secrets?

“Unfortunately, time is limited, and I don’t have the methods of ancient powerful cultivators to set up various special formations, otherwise, I could have effectively protected these spiritual herb seeds.”

He was about to bury the passage he had dug himself before leaving.

Just then,

several figures swiftly scaled the cliffs and walls from the foot of the mountain,

blocking Han Li’s path.

The central area was mostly shrouded in mist, so thick that visibility was impenetrable. However, some places offered excellent visibility and a clear view, such as this iceberg. The area above the iceberg, spanning over two thousand feet, showed no trace of mist.

Only drifting snow.

“Uncle-Master Han?”

There were seven people in total.

One of them recognized Han Li at a glance.

“You recognize me?”

Han Li narrowed his eyes.

The Great Snow Mountain was only located forty or fifty miles from the inner ring of the central area, not particularly deep.

It wasn’t too surprising that the elites of Yellow Maple Valley had found their way here.

“Uncle-Master, this disciple is Chen Xu, a member of a collateral branch of the Chen family,”

the first person to speak said, clasping his hands in

a gesture of respect. He seemed very reverent towards Han Li.

“I see,”

Han Li nodded.

Previously, although he lived a secluded life, not many people knew him. He had made several appearances at the Chen family’s residence and at the Jin Gu Yuan battlefield, so it was perfectly normal for people to remember his appearance.

What

he didn’t know was that he had already become a major figurehead for Huangfeng Valley.

The reason was simple: he had reached the late Foundation Establishment stage with a four-element pseudo-spiritual root aptitude,

and had only been cultivating for a little over a decade.

This reputation attracted countless disciples from various cultivation families who wanted to join Huangfeng Valley and learn from its secrets. Those disciples with three or even pseudo-spiritual roots admired him greatly, hoping to become the next Han Li, the

next legendary figure of Huangfeng Valley.

“Alright, my fellow disciples, I’ve already explored this place, and all the spiritual herbs have been harvested. You’re a little late,”

Han Li said with a smile.

Facing seven elites at the thirteenth level of Qi Refining, his aura was undoubtedly overwhelming.

The group exchanged bewildered glances.

Han Li didn’t give them time to respond. He pressed a small Five Elements Talisman directly onto the passage he had dug. Earth-attribute spiritual power surged, and the original passage quickly disappeared, completely blocked by the suddenly grown, hard rocks.

“Uncle-Master, this…”

The group exchanged glances again.

“Come on, follow me. I’ll give you an opportunity,”

Han Li smiled again.

However, one of the seven, a female cultivator, was very unhappy.

She clasped her hands in a fist and said,

“Uncle-Master, we have our own plans. Please don’t force us.”

This person was extremely resistant to Han Li’s previous act of blocking the passage.

It was as if a thorn was stuck in her heart.

But little did she know that Han Li was also feeling a thorn stuck in his heart.

He was now extremely, extremely, extremely restrained.

Imagine.

If he let these people enter the stone hall through the passage he had dug, descend to the deep underground pit, and then, with their keen eyesight and meticulous attention to detail, discover traces of spiritual herbs that were over ten thousand years old, what would he do?

“What, junior disciple? I’m offering you a favor, and you’re already complaining about my kindness?”

Han Li’s smile was no longer as amiable as before.

Among the seven, some sensed the change in atmosphere.

The coldness in his words was even greater than the chill of the iceberg itself.

“I just wanted to go in and check, Uncle-Master, why are you being so secretive… could it be…”

The female cultivator seemed oblivious to Han Li’s displeasure.

Or rather, she didn’t care about others’ feelings at all.

But someone nearby was already terrified and immediately grabbed the woman:

“Stop talking, Junior Sister Linghu!”

What is this stupid woman doing?

(End of Chapter)